It's my 15 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
yikes, bro
Acquired Stardust
i don't do bad sauce passes
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Mike Driver
almost home
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Not today Justin

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DEAR READER
Jules of Nature
todays bird

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cherry valley forever
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@lollard
It's my 15 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
yikes, bro
sometimes you will go into your drafts and find baffling posts you have no recollection of
???
paging @amarguerite
some alternative eras of lady normalgirl and her eunuch <3
i’m a sexual moron (i realized twenty years after the fact that the guy who asked me to senior prom had a crush on me) but this was like the hottest thing of all time that i just realized was a Sapphic Awakening instead of a moment that just fixed itself in my brain permanently for some reason.
so she’s got this long blonde hair that is always perfectly coiffed early 2000s style. long and straight and sandy blonde, down to the middle of her back. she comes right before me alphabetically so we’re seated right by each other all the time, ever since seventh grade.
one day our senior year she comes wandering in the classroom door singing “the joker,” you know the one, the steve miller band classic, really love your peaches wanna shake your tree steve miller band, and she’s smiling as she takes the seat right in front of me and shakes out her hair and again; early 2000s, herbal essences shampoo all day and all night with some kind of bath and body works spray on top or something. the gap? victoria’s secret? who knows!
unfortunately the tree she went on to shake is that of a certified douchebag with resting bitchface who looks like the tumor-riddled offspring of a turtle and a naked mole rat. they have two little girls who (thank god) look like their mother.
but if you ever think of your steve miller band moment, my darling, and decide to have a moment more like bitch and animal’s “feminist housewives” (a song i would hear for the first time that fall during my first semester at a women’s liberal arts college, and yet certain connections still would not occur until like fifteen years after that): call me.
This is badass: Medieval Nubian Fashion Brought to Life. Click through to the link because there’s more replica clothing and it is all stunning!
This is AMAZING.
https://www.sciencealert.com
My name is cow And when I see A scientist Paint stripes on me I look so hip And sleek and fit And best of all I don’t get bit
Mona Lisa cat nest 😭
Today's Walrus Is: Mysterious Ronin
I had to draw him
tumblr-Nutzer an den Iden des März
ao3 is crazy because you'll read the most gut-wrenching 200k word slowburn that leaves you sobbing into your sweater at four in the morning and the author will be applejacksmonstercock
later you find out that applecock is like a) the nicest lady in the world, b) in her late fifties and c) is a well respected senior member of a career you didn't know existed like head mop taxonomist or chief piano refurbishment factor or secretary of racehorses and suddenly a few of the comments in the longest orgy scene are even funnier.
Posting a Tiktok I really enjoy since she’s going away 😔
Post fight ritual
This is what happens when you’re still on tumblr as an adult, you start reblogging shit like this
official linguistics post
What is your stance on the issues?
it is within ny reach
me explaining why i'm actually pretty happy to move to new jersey
me (skeptical) when im in norwalk ct and they get a little too defensive about being new englanders
me (haughty, exhorting the near-mutinous cavalry column im leading up I-95, trying not to choke under the weight of the horrors perpetrated under my command) when the federated free territories of cape cod foolishly try to assert their sovereignty even after we've seized the nuclear shipyards at new london
me (desperate, screaming in frustration as they fuel up the plane, the baying mob has torn down the laguardia perimeter fence) when my praetorian guard is a little too hesitant to whisk me away to the martha's vineyard summer palace after provocateurs from the boston-in-exile globe reveal my torrid past as a devoted follower of the stunningly beautiful hampshirite warlord who now rides at the head of the concord khanate
my sister (annoyed) when i try to explain that my apartment is at least an hour away from brooklyn so she needs to give me a bit more advance warning if she wants me to babysit my nephews